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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2006-11-24 10:48 pm
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CSI:NY/Conviction - Bang of the Gavel (6/?)
Fandom: CSI:NY/Conviction
Title: Bang of the Gavel (6/?)
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iluvroadrunner6
Rating: FRT
Pairing: Don Flack/Jessica Rossi, Danny Messer/Lindsay Monroe, Brian Peluso/Christina Finn
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csi50 Prompt: denial
Content Warning: Spoilers for "Heroes," "Charge of this Post," "Hostage"
Summary: Its not always easy when you're handling the case of a dead cop.
Author's Note: This involves a lot of dialouge. There isn't necessarily a lot of action in the courtroom.
For Reference: CSI:NY and Conviction. If you have a question, don't be afraid to ask, I don't mind answering.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of CSI:NY or Conviction. They're owned by CBS and NBC.
“Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?” the bailiff asked, as Don assumed the position he had assumed many times before, but it was still slightly foreign to him that the defense was going to be asking the first question and not Peluso.
“I do,” he replied, before sitting down and watching as Sharp stood up from the table.
“Detective Flack, what was the nature of your relationship with Aiden Burn?”
“Detective Burn and I were co-workers when she worked with the CSI division of the New York Police Department,” Flack replied flatly.
“Is that all?”
“She was my friend,” Flack continued.
“Your friend?”
“Yes, my friend.”
“Detective, is it true you had a sexual relationship with the victim?”
“No.”
“No?” Sharp picked up a file from the desk, “I have statements from sworn witnesses that you arrived at her apartment at strange hours—”
“I’m a cop. I work strange hours.”
“—wouldn’t leave until early the next morning—”
“As I said, I work strange hours,” he replied, “I may have fallen asleep at her place, once or twice, but anything that happened in that apartment was completely platonic.”
“—neighbors said they heard ‘noises’ coming from Miss Burn’s bedroom.”
“Well, they have an overactive imagination. I never had sex with Aiden Burn,” he said, an annoyed tone creeping into his voice, “And unless you have physical proof that I did, I think you should move on, Counselor.”
“I like him as much as you do, Detective, but can we please keep the snark to a minimum,” Judge Williams replied lazily from the stand.
“Thank you, your Honor,” Sharp sighed.
“I didn’t say he was wrong, Counselor,” Williams sighed, “I think you should take up a new line of questioning, and stop hounding Detective Flack about who he and Detective Burn were doing in that apartment, and start focusing on the what.”
“Fine,” Sharp continued, “Crime scene reports revealed that Aiden Burn had a makeshift crime lab set up in her living room. Did you ever see it?”
“No.”
“You never happened to stumble upon it while she was in the shower?”
“I was never around when she was in the shower.”
“What about if she—went to get you something to drink?”
“I tend not to snoop around in my friends’ apartments, Mr. Sharp, that doesn’t exactly promote a whole lot of trust.”
“Aiden ever talk with you about the Pratt case once she was discharged from the NYPD?”
“No, there tended to be other matters at hand when we talked.”
“What do you mean?” Sharp frowned.
“I only went over to talk to her when there was something going on I thought she should know about.”
“Something you thought she should know about,” Sharp paused, “I have a witness statement that a few weeks before her death, you two had an argument in her apartment.”
“Yes, we did.”
“Was it just a lover’s tiff?”
“Objection, your Honor,” Peluso said as he stood, “It’s already been established that Detective Flack was not in a relationship with Detective Burn.”
“Sustained. Take a different mode of questioning, Counselor.”
“What was the argument about, Detective?”
“A mutual friend of ours had run into some trouble, and I thought she would come and lend her support. She said she wouldn’t and we got into it.”
“So it wasn’t over the lab that was sitting in her living room?”
“No, it wasn’t. I already said I didn’t know it was there.”
“True, but I’m sure she gave you her reasons for not going with you.”
“Well, I didn’t think they were good enough.”
“Not good enough? Did things start to get out of hand?”
Flack blinked, confused, “How do you mean?”
“Did things start to get—physical?”
“Objection!”
“Mr. Sharp, I’d stick to the evidence if I were you.”
“No, I’ll answer that,” Flack replied, leaning forward to the man in front of her, “I have never, ever laid a hand on a woman in my life. The fact that you would imply this shows how desperate you must be to shift the blame off your client.”
Sharp stared at him for a second. “No further questions, your Honor.”
Williams blinked, before turning to Brian, “Mr. Peluso?”
“Detective Flack,” he began, “Were you friends with Detective Burn?”
“Yes.”
“Were you in a relationship with her?”
“No.”
“Were you involved on the original Regina Bowen case?”
“No.”
“Were you involved in the second one?”
“No.”
“Were you the one who worked Aiden’s case?”
“No.”
“Is there any reason you should be on the stand right now?”
“No.”
“No further questions, your Honor.”
Title: Bang of the Gavel (6/?)
Author:
iluvroadrunner6Rating: FRT
Pairing: Don Flack/Jessica Rossi, Danny Messer/Lindsay Monroe, Brian Peluso/Christina Finn
csi50 Prompt: denialContent Warning: Spoilers for "Heroes," "Charge of this Post," "Hostage"
Summary: Its not always easy when you're handling the case of a dead cop.
Author's Note: This involves a lot of dialouge. There isn't necessarily a lot of action in the courtroom.
For Reference: CSI:NY and Conviction. If you have a question, don't be afraid to ask, I don't mind answering.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of CSI:NY or Conviction. They're owned by CBS and NBC.
“Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?” the bailiff asked, as Don assumed the position he had assumed many times before, but it was still slightly foreign to him that the defense was going to be asking the first question and not Peluso.
“I do,” he replied, before sitting down and watching as Sharp stood up from the table.
“Detective Flack, what was the nature of your relationship with Aiden Burn?”
“Detective Burn and I were co-workers when she worked with the CSI division of the New York Police Department,” Flack replied flatly.
“Is that all?”
“She was my friend,” Flack continued.
“Your friend?”
“Yes, my friend.”
“Detective, is it true you had a sexual relationship with the victim?”
“No.”
“No?” Sharp picked up a file from the desk, “I have statements from sworn witnesses that you arrived at her apartment at strange hours—”
“I’m a cop. I work strange hours.”
“—wouldn’t leave until early the next morning—”
“As I said, I work strange hours,” he replied, “I may have fallen asleep at her place, once or twice, but anything that happened in that apartment was completely platonic.”
“—neighbors said they heard ‘noises’ coming from Miss Burn’s bedroom.”
“Well, they have an overactive imagination. I never had sex with Aiden Burn,” he said, an annoyed tone creeping into his voice, “And unless you have physical proof that I did, I think you should move on, Counselor.”
“I like him as much as you do, Detective, but can we please keep the snark to a minimum,” Judge Williams replied lazily from the stand.
“Thank you, your Honor,” Sharp sighed.
“I didn’t say he was wrong, Counselor,” Williams sighed, “I think you should take up a new line of questioning, and stop hounding Detective Flack about who he and Detective Burn were doing in that apartment, and start focusing on the what.”
“Fine,” Sharp continued, “Crime scene reports revealed that Aiden Burn had a makeshift crime lab set up in her living room. Did you ever see it?”
“No.”
“You never happened to stumble upon it while she was in the shower?”
“I was never around when she was in the shower.”
“What about if she—went to get you something to drink?”
“I tend not to snoop around in my friends’ apartments, Mr. Sharp, that doesn’t exactly promote a whole lot of trust.”
“Aiden ever talk with you about the Pratt case once she was discharged from the NYPD?”
“No, there tended to be other matters at hand when we talked.”
“What do you mean?” Sharp frowned.
“I only went over to talk to her when there was something going on I thought she should know about.”
“Something you thought she should know about,” Sharp paused, “I have a witness statement that a few weeks before her death, you two had an argument in her apartment.”
“Yes, we did.”
“Was it just a lover’s tiff?”
“Objection, your Honor,” Peluso said as he stood, “It’s already been established that Detective Flack was not in a relationship with Detective Burn.”
“Sustained. Take a different mode of questioning, Counselor.”
“What was the argument about, Detective?”
“A mutual friend of ours had run into some trouble, and I thought she would come and lend her support. She said she wouldn’t and we got into it.”
“So it wasn’t over the lab that was sitting in her living room?”
“No, it wasn’t. I already said I didn’t know it was there.”
“True, but I’m sure she gave you her reasons for not going with you.”
“Well, I didn’t think they were good enough.”
“Not good enough? Did things start to get out of hand?”
Flack blinked, confused, “How do you mean?”
“Did things start to get—physical?”
“Objection!”
“Mr. Sharp, I’d stick to the evidence if I were you.”
“No, I’ll answer that,” Flack replied, leaning forward to the man in front of her, “I have never, ever laid a hand on a woman in my life. The fact that you would imply this shows how desperate you must be to shift the blame off your client.”
Sharp stared at him for a second. “No further questions, your Honor.”
Williams blinked, before turning to Brian, “Mr. Peluso?”
“Detective Flack,” he began, “Were you friends with Detective Burn?”
“Yes.”
“Were you in a relationship with her?”
“No.”
“Were you involved on the original Regina Bowen case?”
“No.”
“Were you involved in the second one?”
“No.”
“Were you the one who worked Aiden’s case?”
“No.”
“Is there any reason you should be on the stand right now?”
“No.”
“No further questions, your Honor.”